Lyrics
yo steppin in the place, wit a handle of jack
and some cap-tain son, whatcha know about dat?
we the fuckin mack daddy pimps -- straight from the 'O'
wit a flow so bad, make em all say "WHOAAAA"
oh shit, bitches goin -- outta they minds
they on the grind, gimme time, and we fuckin tonight
and on the beats, A-1 -- got this shit fuckin roockin dogg
'Crash' gettin smashed --yeah-- shits really poppin offf
...and on the vox -- its the best with the flow
best dro, wanna test, mlov --- lets go
get smoked -- like the dutches that I roll -- you will know
that you'll fold up 'pussy'- cuz your shits a joke
we on fire like the tip of a blunt, you hit it once
and your done -- shit we hit for a month
you can front, if ya wanna -- but you know we the shit
cuz MLov - A1 stay fuckin ya bitch (hahaha)
[hook]
yo we, Al-coholics -- dont fuck with us
cuz we - Al-coholics -- we be gettin fucked up
son we -- Al-coholics -- stay sippin that drank
fuckin witcha ho's -- get it, hit it -- get tanked
yo we, Al-coholics -- got a bottle of Captain
and a yager bomb ready, and im rollin wit a bad bitch
some wanna sayyyy -- im an al-co-holic
but i jus love drinkin -thats- what we wanna calll it
[verse 2]
Got my chedda now faggot so im ready to mack
got a sack in my pocket, cuz im rollin em fat
my man's 'Crash' got tha jack, so we goin wit dat
and if you act up sonny, we be goin out back
got the ladies gettin down, in the front of the house
the surround. --sound bumpin, till we blowin em out
mixed drinks - stay flowin - like an ocean or a lake
we the best, in the game -- this aint open for debate
got the bud light stacked -- straight up in the fridge
im on some shit now son, you aint fuckin wit the kid
stay fucked up punk, stay huggin on ya bitch
got my pimp cup tipped -- and im focused on her [tits]... son
..a fuckin freak, when im rollin in the sheets
and after 3 of these mixers, she'll be goin to her knees
yo the heat it aint stoppin, get to noddin to the beat
and throw ya hands up playa, if she drop it to ya feet [YO!!!]
[hook]
yo we, Al-coholics -- dont fuck with us
cuz we - Al-coholics -- we be gettin fucked up
son we -- Al-coholics -- stay sippin that drank
fuckin witcha ho's -- get it, hit it -- get tanked
yo we, Al-coholics -- got a bottle of Captain
and a yager bomb ready, and im rollin wit a bad bitch
some wanna sayyyy -- im an al-co-holic
but i jus love drinkin -thats- what we wanna calll it
[verse 3]
now the party's straight hoppin -- got some shorty's on the box
wit their tops off -- jockin -- like they holdin on my cock
got em movin to the rhythem, i spew it and then I give em
the music to make it move it, and do it until I get em
in the bed sheets - course, I aint lovin the bitch
i love the bitch once, "fuck it" - then im done wit the bitch
"HA HAAAA" -- dumb shit, im jus fuckin wit kids
i love everyone of these chicks, they gettin my dick soo..
god damn hard, when they move it like J-Lo
gimme 5 minutes, she'll be movin on my thang yo--
30 more minutes -- and im dippin aside
and gettin in them thighs homie, i be hittin tonight
and on the real - ima pimp - whatchu know about that
straight mack-in these ho's, cuz they know, that I rap
so hott, wit this shit so -- get wit the fact
we the baddest motherfuckers -- you aint know about that [COMON]
